The New Who Thing

Those are relatively minor quibbles though. My biggest complaint, by far, has bothered me for some time but has taken me only until recently to put my finger on. Tumblr discourages identity. Or, to be more specific, it promotes shallow identity. Moreso than other blogging systems like WordPress or ExpressionEngine, Tumblr blogs frequently offer only scant few details about their authors. I can’t recall how many Tumblr sites I’ve visited where it wasn’t clear who was behind the posts, what their background was, or what their intent was. Many of these sites are artful, well designed and are actually quite engaging, but I guess I’m old fashioned in that I like to know who’s behind them.


A couple of photos from last month. I’ll upload more soon.



There’s nothing like cleaning yourself up — this time, a haircut — on the heels of change and good news.

I remember the day I outgrew the standard Asian bowl cut and started getting my hair short or spiked — September 11, 2002. I remember when I started to move beyond my punk/goth, baggy cargo pants style and wear jeans for the first time since childhood — Late December, 2004. Wore contacts for a time, starting in early 2008. Moved to the plastic, black-rimmed glasses style in January 2009. Bought my first pair of High-Top Chuck Taylors last year. And so on.

These seemingly insignificant minor details, etched into my memory by the context of those dates and timeframes. Eras and short phases of my life, (very very) vaguely denoted by a (sometimes misplaced) sense of conscious outward change.

I think most everybody does this — whether or not they admit or realize it.

No, there weren’t any actual style changes for me this time — but it’s a haircut nonetheless. And it’s nice to avoid growing the mop-topped near-mullet that my head likes to sprout when unchecked.